Fyodor Dostoevsky

have been sitting still these past five days. Let us see what

your medicinal springs and waters are like, and where they are

situated. What, too, about that, that--what did you call it,

Prascovia?--oh, about that mountain top?"

"Yes, we are going to see it, Grandmamma."

"Very well. Is there anything else for me to see here?"

"Yes! Quite a number of things," Polina forced herself to say.

"Martha, YOU must come with me as well," went on the old lady

to her maid.

"No, no, mother!" ejaculated the General. "Really she cannot

come. They would not admit even Potapitch to the Casino."

"Rubbish! Because she is my servant, is that a reason for

turning her out? Why, she is only a human being like the rest of

us; and as she has been travelling for a week she might like to

look about her. With whom else could she go out but myself ? She

would never dare to show her nose in the street alone."

"But, mother--"

"Are you ashamed to be seen with me? Stop at home, then, and

you will be asked no questions. A pretty General YOU are, to be

sure! I am a general's widow myself. But, after all, why should

I drag the whole party with me? I will go and see the sights

with only Alexis Ivanovitch as my escort."

De Griers strongly insisted that EVERY ONE ought to accompany

her. Indeed, he launched out into a perfect shower of charming

phrases concerning the pleasure of acting as her cicerone, and

so forth. Every one was touched with his words.

"Mais elle est tombee en enfance," he added aside to the

General. " Seule, elle fera des betises." More than this I could

not overhear, but he seemed to have got some plan in his mind,

or even to be feeling a slight return of his hopes.

The distance to the Casino was about half a verst, and our route

led us through the Chestnut Avenue until we reached the square

directly fronting the building. The General, I could see, was a

trifle reassured by the fact that, though our progress was

distinctly eccentric in its nature, it was, at least, correct

and orderly. As a matter of fact, the spectacle of a person who

is unable to walk is not anything to excite surprise at a spa.

Yet it was clear that the General had a great fear of the Casino

itself: for why should a person who had lost the use of her

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